to himself, but mamma and I and Mrs. Carter and
Theo rode on another. We could see into the up-stairs rooms of people's
houses, and it was a delightful view we had of the procession. We had a
real good time until our elephant became frightened at a loud noise they
called music, and trumpeted dreadful loud. We wanted to get off, but our
elephant wouldn't kneel, and the man couldn't make him. Papa came, but
mamma said if we tried to get off 'twould only frighten him more. I was
real scared, and ready to cry; but mamma took hold of my hand, and spoke
just as pleasant as if we were at home, and I didn't think till
afterward how white she looked, nor about that man whose elephant ran
away with him last winter and killed him; but I guess mamma remembered
all the time, for pretty soon the noise passed by, and the men were able
to quiet the elephant, so he kneeled, and let papa help us down. And
when he took mamma, she fainted, and everybody said it was the fright;
but I didn't know she was frightened a bit. I must stop now, because the
Home Mail is going very soon; but if you like this, some time I will
write you again.

JENNIE ANDERSON.

LITTLE COUSIN RANNA.

BY MRS. LUCY MORSE.

"Will and Almida Handly were rather sorry when they learned that their
little cousin Marianne Joy was coming to make them a long visit.

"She won't know a bumble-bee from a butternut," said Will. "City
children don't know anything, and she'll be awfully in the way. Won't
she tag after you and me, though, Almy?"

"Oh dear!" said Almy, in a complaining tone; "we'll have to keep her
every speck of washing and baking days."

"I wish they'd leave her where she belongs," said Will.

The children were silent awhile, and then Almy heaved a sigh, and said:
"I s'pose that's just the trouble, Will. If her mother has--has _died_,
where _does_ she belong? Where would you and I--"

"I know it," exclaimed Will, gruffly. "Come on, if you want me to help
fix up your old baby-house for her."

The day after Marianne came the children's feelings were altered.
Walking down the lane all together, the little cousin was dazzled by
buttercups, and ran hither and thither gathering them in such wild
delight that she came upon Dowsabell, the cow, unexpectedly. Dowsy only
raised her sleepy nose from the grass to sniff at the buttercups, but
Marianne dropped the whole bunch, with a cry of terror, and ran like
the wind to Will for protection. She flung hersel